The thought of getting back to blogging has been in my mind, laying dormant, for a few months now. I stopped because I didn't want it to hinder me in terms of my senior internship, and I got nervous and was like "i can't do this it's too dangerous". WOW ALI RELAX PEOPLE DON'T EVEN CARE AND LIKE NOT MANY PEOPLE READ THIS. I flatter myself.
I feel like writing again because I enjoy it and actually have way too much time on my hands. I am at the ripe age of twenty two, just waiting for it to straight mimic Taylor Swift's version of "22". I am not anywhere close. For starters, I have a college degree from a midwestern liberal arts school, thousands of dollars of student loan debt, and uncertainty if the degree I received is even going to matter once I actually find a job. Oh and I'm not a musician. Really though, how much emphasis do I want to put on what I actually "studied" in terms of getting a position I'd actually want? Sociology and public health, the subjects in which I dedicated the past four years of my academia life to, are easily defendable as being important, and also undeniably broad. The latter not being a good trait for my life situation right now. I feel a little lost. I want someone standing in front of me, saying "This is what you want to do. This is how you're going to do it. And you're going to love it."
That has got to be the best case scenario if one was to lose all sense of autonomy. And the thing is, I know I'm not the only young adult who feels this way. Apparently, according to BuzzFeed and social media GIFs it is normal for recent college graduates to feel absolutely hopeless. How refreshing, let's all take a sigh of relief. I just need some direction in life, or maybe some income. I have enough confidence in myself to believe I could capture a minimum wage job, something behind a counter taking orders about how you want your sub prepared, or maybe walking around a shop re-folding tee shirts until they are perfectly creased at the sides. But I have done that, and I could have done that without acquiring debt and spending hours writing research papers on environmental justice movements and the cyclical nature of poverty in the United States. So while I'm in this cloudy area of life, between ending my educational years and trying to make something of myself in a "real job", I have been eating a lot of sushi from Wegman's, getting half way through a number of books, sleeping, drinking for really cheap amounts, serial watching television shows on Netflix and second guessing everything about my life. Including whether or not I should get a Twitter account back. Ha, and you thought I was talking deep thoughts. I mean, I do have a smart phone now so I could actually stay up to par on my twitter feed. Decisions decisions.
A few big updates in no particular order since you last heard from me via blog: I have a college degree; I possess an iPhone; I was broken up with; I stopped being vegan; I worked at a summer camp; I tried eating a tuna sandwich and threw it up; I am back to being vegan-ish; I had my first Irish car bomb; I am back together with my boyfriend; I started writing a book and instead blogged.
Thanks for reading and understanding my 9 month hiatus. Don't read too much into the irony of being gone 9 months. I don't have a baby.
xx
Alice
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